The Strongest War God

It was common knowledge that the most dangerous part of an aircraft was its take-off and landing.

A passenger plane was a typical example.

However, the research on anti-gravity had not made much progress in the past few decades.

Zachariah Sloan agreed with this statement.

“It’s better to study nuclear energy than to study alternative energy!” Braydon Neal chuckled.

“Our research building isn’t at that level yet, and the cost of building it is extremely high.” Zachariah felt helpless.

Nuclear energy projects were all national tasks, and almost no one was involved in the field of nuclear energy.

Braydon chuckled. “As early as five years ago, our country intended to open up the nuclear energy market. However, the investment was huge, and approval was difficult. We needed top talents. Ordinary people couldn’t support it.”

Zachariah nodded with a bitter smile. This was indeed not as simple as it seemed.

Braydon made some simple preparations and went to the academics building.

The deans’ lectures were all large classes. They were large classrooms with hundreds of seats, and they were equipped with loudspeakers.

The first class that had been arranged for Braydon was a major class for the Department of Computer Science.

There was a new laptop on the desk which was prepared by the school. On it were the lessons that needed to be explained today.

Braydon arrived early and sat on the podium.

The students who came in one after another were surprised, then they rolled their eyes, thinking that Braydon was just a troublemaker.

No one would have thought that this guy would be the Dean-level lecturer for today’s class.

A thin young man who passed by said rudely, “Brother, what are you doing? Professor Neal is going to be here soon. Don’t mess around. Come down and get ready for the class!”

“Another guy who’s courting death. Be careful. He might give you a huge demerit. When the time comes, you won’t even have anywhere to cry!” A student with black-rimmed glasses rolled his eyes.

Braydon sat there calmly and smiled.

As the time reached 9:30, the last batch of students finally entered the door, giving everyone a shock.

The people who entered the door were Zachariah, Dawson Lablanc, John Zahl, and a dozen other old men.

Even the troublemakers immediately sat down with a serious face, not daring to cause any trouble.

Braydon smiled. “It’s time. Let’s start the class. I’m Braydon Neal. It’s my first time giving a lecture at Preston University!”

“F*ck, he’s Professor Neal?”

The thin young man’s eyes widened, and the bespectacled student beside him was also dumbfounded.

He looked younger than them, but he was already a professor?

Did he buy his professorship?

Many students had doubts about Braydon’s title as a professor.

Braydon smiled. “Computer science is highly theoretical but highly practical. It includes information science, software engineering, information engineering, information security, software engineering, and so on!

“Among them, information science is formed by the mutual penetration and integration of information theory, control theory, computer science, bionics, system engineering, and artificial intelligence!”

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As Braydon was talking, Zachariah and the rest were secretly surprised.

The arrangement of this class was made by Zachariah without Braydon’s consent. He wanted to see if Braydon was really proficient in all subjects.

In the end, the first lesson he was teaching displayed his strong basic theoretical knowledge.

A handsome young man instantly laughed and said, “Teacher Neal, we’ve already memorized these basic theories in our first year of University. Let’s talk about something different!”

This student was indeed bold, giving Braydon a difficult task in front of everyone.

Dawson and the others did not say anything and just watched quietly.

Braydon’s slender fingers quickly tapped on the computer as he nodded at the same time. “You can read this theoretical knowledge in your spare time. I’ve transferred them to your respective computers. Read them when you have time!”

Zachariah and the other old professors were dumbfounded.

Braydon had merely used the computer that he had just gotten his hands on for less than an hour, and he could already send a document to everyone present.

Almost all computer science students had a laptop and were never away from it.

“This Professor Neal is really good at bragging,” the thin young man muttered, “we’re sitting right here. How could he have sent us documents?”

“There is a way, but can he do it?” The bespectacled student looked suspicious.

The method he was talking about was to hack into everyone’s computers. It would not be difficult to retrieve all the documents, let alone send one.

The key point was that this large classroom was not made up of just one electronic device, but more than 500 of them.

Every computer was of a different model and had different firewalls. It was no joke to hack into everyone’s computers in one go.

Only 30 seconds had passed after Braydon finished speaking.

The handsome young man looked at the computer screen. Through the school’s regional network, a document was sent to him. The name of the document was Braydon’s materials.

Everyone was shocked.

He had hacked into the school’s intranet and connected to all their computers to transfer the documents.

His methods were too brutal and direct.

Zachariah’s face darkened. How could anyone enter the school’s intranet however they pleased? Furthermore, it was an illegal entry. It was a bad example for the students!

In the classroom, there were endless rounds of cheering. No one dared to underestimate this teacher.

...

Everyone stopped being skeptical and began to listen to the class seriously.

In university, a teacher would not affect the teaching progress of hundreds of students just for one person regardless of whether the students were paying attention or not.

As such, you could do whatever you wanted, and basically no one would care.

However, Braydon’s actions had undoubtedly aroused the curiosity of these computer science students.

It was very easy for students to develop feelings of admiration for the strong.

“Theoretical knowledge,” Braydon said indifferently, “can be read in your spare time. I can see that you are more interested in information security. Let’s talk about this today!”

All the students were interested.

Everyone knew that people who studied information security had big and small hackers behind them.

On the surface, people who went to school for information security would work for major companies after graduation to build security platforms for financial companies and other companies. They were responsible for the electronic security of online platforms to prevent hackers from entering.

However, when they returned home after work, they would have another identity. They were either white hats or a hacker!

For those who studied information security, their battlefield was on the internet, so all their interests were online.

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Braydon’s in-depth explanation attracted Zachariah and the others’ attention. They were gradually entranced.

Even the students were extremely quiet as they listened attentively.

However, some students secretly recorded everything that Braydon had just done and uploaded it to the school forum, causing a huge uproar.

Not long after, while Braydon was talking, he looked at the bottom right corner of his computer. Someone seemed to have found his electronic terminal through the school’s intranet and wanted to crack it.

The corners of Braydon’s lips curved up slightly, and his fingers twitched.

As for the laptop screen, it was connected to the lecture screen behind him, and everyone saw the abnormality.

When they saw the document that was sent over, they were shocked to see that it was a short video of Mickey Mouse stripping, which made everyone burst into laughter.

“Teacher Neal, your computer’s firewall isn’t that good!” There was a voice coming from the video.